Swami sent me this Post column making fun of a Times promotion.
I must confess my humor is a bit more plebian than Swamiâ€™s.1 While I find the idea of a pleasant exchange of barbs between my formerly favorite op-ed and my currently poor substitute2 sort of amusing, I really think being a columnist today is like my brotherâ€™s explanation of his discipline: â€œEconomics is a mile wide and an inch deep.â€ Surely this columnist could have thought of something more interesting to poke fun of than a pathetic contest made to pander to some self-styled right-wing New Yorkers?
My Low-brow political humor
For instance, earlier this week I got all worked up over Gregory Djerejianâ€™s3 article on the disciplined swift-boating of our military personal by digusting traitors to America like Glenn Reynolds4 .
Thank god for Sadly, No!â€™s attempt to cheer up Greg by presenting George Bush as Dr. Seussâ€™s Snorlax.
Or Paul Hippâ€™s well-produced audio of George Bush as George Harrison/The Walrus.
It helps me keep my â€œfreedom-hatinâ€™â€ sanity: Koo-Koo-Kachoo!
Iâ€™m told by many in college I lived in a house of â€œSexist-Beer Guzzling-Jock-Assholeâ€™s.
Well during one such drunken rampage, a friend of mine chalked â€œI am the Walrus!â€ on the courtyard wall (along with a funny drawing which, in retrospect, looks like a cross between Bush as Snorlax (above) and John Bolton). In any case, someone else in the house put him down by chalking â€œYou are the idoit!â€ underneath it. Yes, I got the spelling right; the anonymous person did not.
The waiting staff of Page House spent the next two years calling each other â€œidoitsâ€ before, during, and after dinners.
Today we salute you Mr. anonymous put-down chalker.